The two of you stay where you are for a few moments before Stiles finally breaks the silence and comes over towards you and brings you close to him for a long embrace.

"Are you ok?" he asked, concern filled his voice.

"I'm fine. Are you ok? I know that wasn't easy for you." you hold onto him tightly.

"I'm ok. And I'm still alive so I guess the plan worked!" he looked down at you and smiled.

"I'm definitely glad about that." you raise yourself up slightly and kiss him.

"There is one thing I forgot..." you break away from the kiss, a wicked grin spreads across your face.

"I'm not sure if I like that face or not." he smirks at you.

"You never got your turn..." you whisper in his ear.

"Wha-" he begins to ask but is cut off by you pushing him towards the bed and crawling ontop of him. You kiss your way down his chest and rest right above his briefs, lingering for a moment before you bring your hands over and tug them down.

"Scott is downstairs!" he whispers out.

"I guess you'll have to be quiet." you smile playfully as your head lowers further down.

"He has werewolf hearing..." he tries pleading but his eyes are giving it away that he wants you to continue.

"Let him listen..." you whisper again and wrap your lips around his cock.

He lets out a low moan as your lips touch him and grabs onto the bed sheets next to him. This time around you don't do anything lazy, you're sucking as hard as you can and as much as you can, giving it everything.

You hear every quick escape of breath and moan from him as you continue your work and it just eggs you on to keep going. You're beginning to understand why it's sexy to listen. You're the one making him feel that way and it's an incredible feeling.

You slack your jaw and swallow him the rest of the way and he let's out a loud shout.

"OH FUCK!" his hands move quickly from the bed sheets to grab your hair. Nothing too tight but enough to keep you there and to keep you going.

You hear a quick beep from Stiles' phone and are amused to see he's actually looking at it to see who's bothering him right now.

"It's Scott..." he gasps out "he said he's—oh fuck, he's leaving and he'll come back later." he pants the rest of the words out while you continue sucking him down.

You try to supress a laugh, you know why Scott's leaving...he can hear everything. But your attempt didn't go over so well and the vibrations from you laugh pull another yell from him.

The next thing you know he's tugging at your hair, telling you "come up here" and pulls you up to a sitting position as he kneels in front of you.

"I need to fuck you...right...now!" his lips crash against yours and he shoves you down on the bed, groping at any piece of you he could get.

He leans back on his knees and grips your hips tight while he pushes his hardness into you, it makes you both moan out in unison.

"Finally..." he whipsers as he reaches his hand behind your head and pulls your face up towards his "you're all mine." he parts your lips with his tongue and explores your mouth.

He begins timing the thrusting of his tongue with the thrust of his hips and it feels amazing and almost too much to you. You moan out loudly as he keeps up his pace with both his tongue and his cock, your whole body is on fire.

He pulls away from the kiss and his hands grab at your wrists pinning you to the bed, still thrusting deep into you.

"I meant what I said earlier..." he gasps "I love every part of doing this with you."

"Me too" you groan out, your body is now beginning to tremble from the overload of pleasure.

"Stiles..." you moan out "don't stop, please!"

"I won't." one hand snakes down between the two of you to rub light circles on your clit and you let out a loud gasp.

"You ok?" he asks, not stopping but noticing your body shaking beneath him.

"Yes...please don't stop!" your sure you're drawing blood with how deep you've dug your nails in his back but you don't even care at this point.

He smiles again at you continues thrusting and rubbing and leans back down and devours your mouth again.

It's too much for you and you're very quickly taken over the edge, your orgasming crashing into you and you're screaming his name and gripping him so tight. You hear him come seconds after you do and he's just as loud, pushing into you and trying to ride it out as long as he can.

You both come down from it and are gasping and panting for breath, Stiles still on top of you while you're still gripping to him tightly. He looks into your eyes and lets out a laugh then kisses you once more.

"God you're amazing" he says to you as he rolls over next to you, his hand brushing the hair out of your face.

"You're not so bad yourself." you tell him.

"We should probably call Scott. Tell him it's safe to come back." he's still smiling.

"You're thinking about Scott right now?" you raise an eyebrow in amusement.

"Well we sort of forced him to either leave or listen to our loud love making here. I think we owe it to him to at least hear what he wanted to initially say to us." he laughs again.

"Ok ok...you're right. Let's see what he has to say." you agree and get up to get dressed.

Stiles called Scott and apologized profusely while telling him it was safe to come back over. He was easily convinced and must have not gone too far because he was back over at your place within a matter of minutes.

Scott walked in the door and sat in one of the chairs in the living room, an amused look on his face.

"I wanted to see how you two were doing after all of that...but you got a little distracted so I figured I'd wait for your call."

"Yeah uhm...sorry again, about that. We just got carried away and...well..." Stiles' face was beet red from embarrassment and he didn't even bother to finish the sentence.

"It's fine. I get it. So you're both ok? No lingering effects?" he asked.

"No I think we're both fine." you tell him. "Thanks again for the help, Scott."

"I was glad to get rid of that asshole. I'm just surprised it worked, but I guess it makes sense." he responds.

"So uhm...how much did you hear or see...exactly, when all three of us were in there?" Stiles stammers out.

"Not much I swear! I just timed it out and listened for my cue." he tried reassuring Stiles but you're sure Scott heard everything that went on. He's just a decent enough guy to not let on and you're glad that you have him on your side.

"So anyway...are you two ok...I mean...as in, the two of you with each other? Everything alright?" he smiles.

"Yeah everything's perfect." Stiles smiles back and grabs your hand.

"Listen...everyone wants to celebrate. You think you two can pull yourselves away from each other to come out with us? Another party at Lydia's place." he tells you.

"Isn't that how we got into this mess in the first place?" Stiles asks.

"I don't think we need to worry about any evil versions of you walking around anymore, Stiles. Besdies, you're coming this time, right?" he gestures towards you.

"Yeah I wouldn't miss it." you reply and the three of you head out into the night to celebrate with your friends. Everyone can finally rest and relax and just have a good time together. This is how it should have been from the beginning.

The End